Wellington
Arrived in Wellington after many hours of coach travel and checked into my hostel and a girls dorm! However the bathroom is shared with the boys- found myself brushing my teeth next to a different man every morn and evening, most disconcerting.
Set off to explore the city. Over-riding first impression was it's windiness. Now I've read in travel books that Wellington is windy but they really don't stress it forcibly enough. It is so brisk that I don't see how birds can find it tenable to remain- they should, by all the laws of physics, have been blown clear out over the harbour and off to the south. Had I been wearing baggier clothing this would have certainly been my fate!
Next day I had the idea of locating my mobile to search for the signal it lost in Taupo. Had missed 12 calls from lucy and numerous text messages announcing that she'd changed her plans, was catching a plane and arriving in Christchurch, New Zealand that day! Very exciting news! Although I'm quite content to wander around in my own little world, eating in restaurants and visiting gardens, I do start talking to myself and it is definitely better to be with a friend when that happens. And life is somewhat unpredictable (in a fun way) with Lucy.
Had a delirious rush arranging an internal flight for myself to Christchurch the next day. Emailed lucy to make it clear that there's to be no death-defying under water or through the air activities, of the sort we encountered in Australia, while she's here. We are not secret agents.
Spent the rest of my time in Wellington mooching through second hand book stores and the botanical gardens. I got the cable car (actually more of a steep train) up to the hills above the city and sat in the restaurant overlooking what is usually a stunning view but today was just cloud. An entertaining barman provided chocolate cheesecake and coffee (there's a man with the key to my heart) and I listened to Christmas carols before making my way over to the obsevatory for the planetarium showing. (Dark room with rotating display of the stars).
Set off to explore the city. Over-riding first impression was it's windiness. Now I've read in travel books that Wellington is windy but they really don't stress it forcibly enough. It is so brisk that I don't see how birds can find it tenable to remain- they should, by all the laws of physics, have been blown clear out over the harbour and off to the south. Had I been wearing baggier clothing this would have certainly been my fate!
Next day I had the idea of locating my mobile to search for the signal it lost in Taupo. Had missed 12 calls from lucy and numerous text messages announcing that she'd changed her plans, was catching a plane and arriving in Christchurch, New Zealand that day! Very exciting news! Although I'm quite content to wander around in my own little world, eating in restaurants and visiting gardens, I do start talking to myself and it is definitely better to be with a friend when that happens. And life is somewhat unpredictable (in a fun way) with Lucy.
Had a delirious rush arranging an internal flight for myself to Christchurch the next day. Emailed lucy to make it clear that there's to be no death-defying under water or through the air activities, of the sort we encountered in Australia, while she's here. We are not secret agents.
Spent the rest of my time in Wellington mooching through second hand book stores and the botanical gardens. I got the cable car (actually more of a steep train) up to the hills above the city and sat in the restaurant overlooking what is usually a stunning view but today was just cloud. An entertaining barman provided chocolate cheesecake and coffee (there's a man with the key to my heart) and I listened to Christmas carols before making my way over to the obsevatory for the planetarium showing. (Dark room with rotating display of the stars).
posted by Bex @ 6:37 PM
1 Comments:
At 12:30 AM,
Natyashenka said…
Wellington is the best!!
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